The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Munedimi's gaze quickly fell on the pile of ashes on the ground, and then he slowly walked to the edge of the altar.

"I see."

His voice echoed across the desolate ruins, seemingly intensifying the surrounding wind and snow.

"That explains why two insects survived."

"There's a trace of that old man Lord's original aura remaining in that tattered book."

When Menendimi mentioned the name Heartless Lord, there was no respect in his tone; instead, there was a strong sense of contempt and mockery.

"It's just a tiny, insignificant remnant of life, yet it can activate automatically?"

"It's a pity that their master is already dead and gone, leaving behind a mess, while these disciples and their followers are still having ridiculous pipe dreams."

Upon hearing Munedimi's words, Grigory and Grigory's hearts sank to the bottom.

If they had harbored a sliver of doubt when the other party revealed the news of Xin Ji's demise, they would have remained skeptical.

So now, the Holy Relics of the Vatican are utterly vulnerable in front of the other side, and are being mocked at will.

All their illusions have been shattered.

In an instant, extreme fear welled up from the bottom of my heart.

It almost completely overwhelmed them.

Without elite troops, without sacred artifacts, they were almost drained of even the strength to escape.

The two looked at each other and saw the same resolute determination in each other's eyes.

run.

We must leave this place immediately, or we will surely die.

Despite the excruciating pain in his bones, Gregory was the first to unleash his professional instincts.

A golden flame rose from his body.

In an instant, it transformed into a halo of light that enveloped him, the halo dazzling and casting down a vast expanse of radiance, making him appear like a burning star.

However, his expression changed drastically again as soon as he tried to use spatial powers to teleport.

The surrounding space remained unresponsive.

It's like a soft sponge suddenly turning into a high-density steel plate.

The space they were in had been completely locked down.

Teleportation, teleportation arrays, and even escape skills are all rendered ineffective.

"Damn it! How could this happen? He was just a projection, a projection!"

Clearly, Gregory was no longer able to remain calm at this moment.

In particular, his previous image of compassion and detached grandeur has completely vanished.

He looked like a trapped beast with nowhere to turn.

Just then, Geligaojie, who was standing next to him, suddenly clenched his teeth.

He stared at Munedimi on the altar.

He slammed his palm into his chest.

A large mouthful of blood gushed out, but instead of falling to the ground, it remained suspended in mid-air.

Gree quickly threw out a rhombus-shaped crystal that emitted an eerie purple light from his storage space.

This is his trump card that he has been hiding.

A forbidden boundary-breaking stone, the "Universal Anchor Crystal," obtained from an unknown high-dimensional relic.

This thing can only be used once, and it requires sacrificing half of the caster's lifespan.

"Boom!"

The moment the blood from the heart touched the amethyst, the crystal shattered.

An extremely violent spatial force forcefully carved a pitch-black crack in the locked space.

"Gregory, I will avenge you!"

The moment the crack formed, Glico Jie let out a scream.

He shoved his brother Gregory aside and, using the recoil, transformed into a streak of light.

Without hesitation, he plunged headlong into the void rift.

Without hesitation...

There was no intention to help the other party.

At this critical moment of life and death, Geli Gaojie did not hesitate to abandon his brother.

Just so that he could survive.

"you……"

Gregory, who was left in place, was pushed back a few steps by the sudden movement, staring in disbelief at the rapidly closing crack.

"interesting."

Standing on the altar, Munedimi watched this scene of betrayal unfold before her, but instead of getting angry, she let out a soft chuckle.

He lifted his foot and slowly walked down the steps.

This action looks very casual.

But the moment his feet touched the ground, a loud bang echoed throughout the central square.

It is visible to the naked eye, centered on his landing point.

The ruins, which covered an area of ​​several hundred meters, collapsed three or four meters deep without warning.

A huge crack spread out.

Although he is not the original body, this is a shell that contains power.

It is still too cumbersome for the space of Earth.

Munetimi completely ignored Gregory, who was standing there waiting to die, and focused his gaze on the spot where the crack had appeared.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly again.

"ridiculous."

The moment he uttered those two words, he slowly raised his right hand.

This step, though seemingly slow, is actually extremely fast.

He plunged half of his arm directly into the void rift. The violent spatial turbulence within the rift retreated the moment it touched his arm.

"I've found you."

Munedimi made a grasping motion in mid-air with his arm.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled backward sharply.

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, an extremely unpleasant scream came from the depths of the crack.

The next second, Gree Gaojie, who had previously disappeared from the spot, reappeared.

He was forcibly pulled back from the void by Munedimi.

However, at this moment, Grigori's appearance could only be described as utterly miserable.

His lower body was being forcibly traversed through space and then pulled back.

It was shredded into mincemeat by the spatial turbulence.

It made him look as if he had been cut in half at the waist.

Munedimi's hand gripped Grigory's head, his slender fingertips piercing deep into Grigory's scalp and clamping down on his skull.

"Let...let me go..."

Blood and foam gushed from Grigory's mouth, his eyes filled with fear and pleading, and his remaining upper body was trembling violently.

Munedi looked down at the half of the still twitching body in his hand, tilting his head as if he were observing an insect whose leg had been broken.

Then, without saying a word, he tightened his grip on his fingers.

"puff."

Grigory's head exploded in Munedimi's palm.

The blood mist didn't even have time to fall to the ground before it was evaporated by the residual power fluctuations around the altar.

Not a trace was left.

A source-level powerhouse from the European Papacy.

He died just like that.

He died cleanly and decisively, but without any dignity.

From being pulled out of the void rift to complete annihilation, the entire process took no more than three seconds.

Munedi looked down at his blood-stained hands.

His brow furrowed slightly.

It wasn't the psychological impact of killing that caused him to be affected, but rather the putrid stench unique to the followers of Lord that had clung to his hands.

"It's so dirty."

With a flick of his wrist, the bloodstains on his palm turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated in mid-air.

Then, he casually tossed the remaining half of the corpse aside.

The lump of rotten flesh crashed onto the pile of rubble with a dull thud, mingling with the remains of the surrounding dragons.

For a moment, it was impossible to distinguish between the dragon's remains and the mangled remains of humans.